Week 22, day 157

Beset by the dwarfs of illness (Dopey, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Achey, Coughy, Cloggy, Runny, Feverish and Acopic), my start to the C25K has been delayed. I started feeling sore and icky at work, and despite some vitamin C, zinc and a gram of paracetamol I was febrile and sore throated by the time my shift was over. I thought a little exercise might do me some good, and I hadn’t done any sustained walking, so I bridged the gap between the end of tram trip one and my place on foot. This may have been a mistake – my respiratory capacity is always the first thing to go when I get a cold, so I was huffing like a steam train up the hill, damp with a combination of exertion and fever by the time I got home, and suspect tomorrow will be a bed-bound write-off. – Alex